“I’m fourteen. I like to win. She made it a game, I’m just playing it smarter.”She laughed. “Be careful, Matt. You could end up having to bu... another collar.”I shrugged. “We’ll see. Thanks for everything. Tell Charlotte we miss her.”I left and made my way through the hospital to Samantha’s office and knocked.She let me in and I took the seat she offered me. Her office was smaller than Victoria’s and seemed more cramped with medical journals. As a surgeon she didn’t need to project a relaxing. She didn't have sinus problems - she just wanted togive Tyler and Ben some time alone together in the car.Tyler recrossed his legs under his dress as the car got going again."She has been sneezing a lot," he lied, covering for his friend. "She'sso used to the recirculated air on the station."Ben nodded. "Good point." He paused and looked out the window, thenlooked back at Tyler only a few seconds later. "I know I keep sayingthis, but it really is good to see you again." Thanks," Tyler said,. I went up behind her and put my hands on her shoulders. I started massaging them lightly, enjoying the feel of her firm muscles. Mmmm, Amber moaned. She tilted her head back to look at me and said 'That feels so great.' Feeling brave now, I touched the clip pinning her hair up off her neck, and asked if she minded if I took her hair down. With her permission, I let her golden hair flow down. She turned around towards me, smiling very shyly. I took my hands, cupped her face, and stared into her. You spend the rest of the night, lying there, face down, crying intermittently, wallowing in your girlyness, his cum,still inside you.But you remain torn between the agony and the ecstasy.You wonder where it all went wrong.But deep inside you know that this is where you were always going to end up.Sissy. Faggot. For life. Curious: how many of you Ladies out there would love this to happen in her household?You know Steve, don’t you sweetie? He’s one of the tradesman in the maintenance.